Those songs that have washed my soul

In the evening, when listening to the radio, I heard an old song “single Love Song” which was once very popular. Maybe it is because November 11th is coming, so it is specially played. I have not listened to this song for many years. More than ten years ago, this song was quite popular. At that time, it was broadcast in streets, lanes, campuses and shopping malls. As if in that year, all people were eager to find their favorite loved ones and loved ones to say goodbye to being single. In those years, our class practiced in other places and lived in the garage of a local village hotel. The life was full and busy. Every morning and evening, this sad and passionate song was played out by the shabby stereo which had been used for three years. Break the tranquility of that small village, and also break the ignorant hearts of some boys and girls. During the whole internship period, except for the memory of those students, there was only the song that boys sang together while playing in the stereo. I went back to school and graduated soon. Everyone went their own ways. Some people became families soon. Everyone laughed, was it because I listened to that song too much at that time and listened for a long time that I was so eager to find someone to end my single life. Another song came to mind again, which was “the first sad man” by Dick Cowboy. At that time, his “how much love can come again” still remained warm. On a winter Sunday, the fog was very strong, and the sun did not come out for a long time. Several of our friends were in a small fire box in a room at a colleague’s home. My colleagues don’t agree because they want to give up their jobs and go to a wider world outside, and because they are opposed by the whole family to fall in love with a man whom everyone dislikes, they don’t know how to make a choice, mood is very bad. We all accompanied her in a stuffy manner. There is a very old recorder on her desk near the window, with Dicker cowboy tapes. She likes this song and love innocence best. At the beginning, we were all very silent. Later, she began to sing softly, and gradually her voice became louder and louder. We also let out the singing voice like ghosts crying and howling to sing with her. Her parents saw that she was in a bad mood during this period of time, so they didn’t say anything about us and went out by themselves. Once we sang all over again and again until our voice became hoarse, it was estimated that the neighbors also escaped. Our singing and tears vent together until we are exhausted. Then we cooked a pot of porridge together. After it was opened, everyone rushed to stir with a spoon, and colleagues also joined in, stirring a pot of porridge into rice mud that could be eaten for babies. In this way, I felt relaxed and my colleagues talked and laughed with us again. Later, I went out to travel and had a happy family with that boyfriend. Sometimes when chatting about the old days, she would mention that singing and stirring up love. I still remember the popular song “heart is too soft”, which is popular and my mother also likes. One mouth is that you are always too soft, too soft, crying alone until dawn. Overnight, everyone became too soft-hearted. The singer is like crying and complaining, while the listener is like infatuated. Mom said that this song expressed her heart. She was really a person who was too soft-hearted. Until today, she still likes this song very much, and I also accompany her to listen to it over and over again. Maybe this song softened my heart. Sometimes, I wonder if I have listened to this song for too long and too much, so that I have become a soft-hearted person. Tracing back to the past, what impressed me most was that when I was in primary school, there was a recorder in a teacher’s home, and “New Mandarin duck Butterfly Dream” was played every noon. Even our primary school students can’t understand what they sing and will hum a few words. Then, everyone prepared a beautiful notebook for copying songs. They also put on colorful star stickers, wrote some playful words, painted some lovely cartoon pictures, passed and copied each other, and everyone took that song book as a treasure. Who has a beautiful song book, who has a novel star sticker, who has copied more songs and can sing more songs, she naturally becomes a star in the class. I remember this is the first song I copied in my song book. Nowadays, many years have passed, because I don’t love music, and I cannot sing a complete song because of my incomplete voice. Songs are really changing with each passing day. The songs promoted by various platforms are of different styles and varied. But no song can take so long time in my heart and leave so many memories like these songs. It seems that I am OUT of what the students said. Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Loneliness is a disease

Every day, I went to class in plain clothes, shuttling back and forth alone in schools, fallen streets and small hotels where I lived. I lived in seclusion and was in the downtown, but lived a country-like life. Watching TV, listening to music and occasionally turning over Books are my days. Simple, free and boring. I don’t want to be close to others. It seems that I want to be alone, or just because of lack of confidence. Every time the landlady sees me, she says that you are such a good boy. She keeps herself in the house all day long. How about working hard? Oh, but she didn’t know. In fact, I almost fell asleep every day, even if I went to the roof to collect clothes every evening, feeling the cool wind and watching the neon lights on the other side of Xiangjiang River, I always feel loneliness that I have never felt before. Yes, even under the quiet night sky where everything seems to be about to stop, I still feel the weakness of my life, which is just a little bit, like a speck of dust floating in the world, like a Firefly with slight light under the night sky,. There is only one person in a small room, in that simple little world, I didn’t feel the noise from this city, close to the suffocating pressure, and didn’t feel that it was too empty for me to stand alone between heaven and earth. I remember when I was very young, I secretly climbed to the crossbeam of the mud house, looked at the sky quietly, and kept wondering whether it was my fairy sister who sent me to the Earth and when she would take me back, but wearing a white long coat, I walked away in a mist. It was just over, and I forgot it again, because I had a new game with my playmate, which attracted my attention. It was not until the next time my mother scolded me, or when she climbed up secretly alone at home that she would think of what I had been longing for last time. Now I think that at those times I am may be a little lonely. When I am lonely, as long as someone comes to accompany me, I will not feel it and forget it. Alone is not lonely. I didn’t know what loneliness was until I grew up and walked out of the countryside. Loneliness is that even if you are in the sea of people, you still feel that you are the only one standing in the world. No one can talk, talk and rely on. A woman once told me her story. She was wandering in the city. Because of loneliness, she wanted to find a man to comfort her, so she had to rely on her, he had a warm chest when he was sad and a comforting shoulder when he cried, but he was hurt in the end. Another boy told me that he was in a foreign land and found a woman to accompany him because of loneliness, thus he found the feeling of being like home, there was a gentle Dreamland in the boring life, and someone washed clothes, but in the end they found that they didn’t love her. Yes, it was just a love between two cold kittens, who were warm to each other under the attack of loneliness. Although we are lonely, it does not affect our normal life. People keep their inner loneliness, working, eating, making friends and shuttling through every corner of the city as usual. This is a free and commercial society. We just have a temporary intersection because of the freedom of production and sale of human beings. For example, I can tell the cashier of a certain store to pay the bill, but I would never greet a strange man or woman under the eaves of a coffee house. The reason is very simple, because I don’t know each other. This reminded me of my life when I went back to my hometown during the holiday. My mother told me that on every country road in that village, I had to say hello to everyone I met, even if only because he knew my father or mother, otherwise he would say that a child as big as me was impolite. Loneliness is a kind of disease, which originates from this city and growth. However, we have to live in the city, being forced to grow up, growing up day by day, taller and beautiful day by day; But we are lonely and lonely in our hearts. I accidentally saw a TV program called Fengyun in the sleepless night. I like a woman who is not beautiful but elegant, holding a guitar, she sang a nice song in a slightly hoarse voice. Her name was Cha Kexin. In this lonely city, I just hid myself in an unknown house. If you don’t look at the night sky outside the window, the sad or warm neon lights, and the people swimming in the red wine, you can only turn on the TV or radio to find a favorite channel when you lose sleep in the early morning, listen to clean music and beautiful thoughts. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Tonight, miss you.

Tonight, I miss you. Are you thinking of me too. I picked up the phone and gave up. I don’t want you to ripple again after leaving. When your heart is pulled up, I can’t warm you with my broken heart. So I drank the pain and stopped contacting. You will ask me why every rainy day. I can only say lightly that love has gone. Then I held back my tears and tasted your disappointed departure. Your gloomy eyes become my eternal memory. I miss you tonight, but I can’t contact you. I cried silently in my memory. Perhaps, a phone call I made accidentally will make you blurred again. So I held my mobile phone and tried hard to persuade myself not to continue. You said I never loved you, but you just filled my void at some moment. I think of you when I am helpless. You said, your requirements are not high, why can’t I be your beauty, even if there are only a few encounters in my life. You said you were not gentle and delicate enough, and you said your life was too dull, which made you empty. In fact, I am the same. We are all over the age of talking about love. When daily necessities become the main force of our life, your she kills a lot of women’s charm, but you also brewed romantic atmosphere for her. The charm you mentioned is that we don’t live together. Sometimes we are powerless in the boredom of marriage. No matter who lives in it, we will have the same breath. We all need to learn the topic of making our children happy. So we still don’t contact, just because our She and He are waiting for us to return at home. You leave silently, and your desolate back turns into tears that cannot be erased in my eyes. I can only watch you go away. Then I miss you secretly. I searched your messages over and over again in the sleepless days of late night. Each piece makes me review my memories. Everything is gone, I still have memories. You once said we wouldn’t hurt anyone, why can’t we contact. However, when we contacted, the damage had continued. Don’t want to see the final bleak ending. Our marriage needs to be repaired. But the last thing that can’t be fixed is that it’s crazy. We are all tired, but this cannot be the reason why we hurt others. When I was walking on the street, a gust of wind blew through my thin body, feeling that I was much thinner. It is another year when the autumn wind blows. Our story is not happy in the harvest season. Just because you are my passer, I am just your blurred. No one belongs to anyone. In the troubled world, we are like two leaves with their own tracks. Perhaps, time will make everything indifferent until you forget. Anyway, I will still miss you, because you also came into my memory. Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Is a year early fall

In autumn, the last flight of summer landed slowly, walking slowly, as if a graceful lady in a long golden dress Manna, walking in a broken step, the long skirt was swaying golden. I felt it was early autumn. The alternation of seasons is only a feeling of heat and cold for people living in cities, thus ignoring the details and significance of seasons. Walking on the familiar street, there are mostly evergreen privysia on both sides, with dense tree crowns, which are decorated with strings of green and faint fruits of pea grain size in this early autumn, I just saw that the green leaves became a little deep and thick visually, and it was difficult to find too many elements related to seasons, so I decided to try my luck in the suburbs, maybe it can be filled with autumn. There are pieces of golden yellow everywhere in the suburban fields, which are layered and rippling. The grass on the roadside is still green. Occasionally, you can see three or five newly unearthed seedlings with tender green, enjoying the warmth of sunshine and the sweetness of the rain and dew greedily, I couldn’t help feeling sweat for them quietly in my heart, because I don’t know which day a Frost without warning will make their lives cry in a flash. The river is dark blue and dark blue, clear and transparent. You can see the bottom of the water at a glance. You can vaguely see several small fish shaking their heads and tails. You fight for me to play. The Sunshine quietly blends into the water, sparkling, sunset clouds and lonely flocks fly, autumn Water is a beautiful artistic conception of the sky. The sky in early autumn became deeper and taller. There are several thin and idle white clouds seperated by the sunshine wandering in the blue sky. The soft wind mixed with the fragrance of fruits blows over my face, and it fills my heart with wisps. Strolling along the riverside path near the willows, willow leaves are no longer emerald green, but light yellow instead. Looking around, the forest is dyed. The autumn wind seems to be a little thin, without the overwhelming momentum, becoming gentle and tender. After a leaf circled gracefully in the air, it fell on my shoulder quietly. I gently twisted it and put it in my hand. Suddenly, subconsciously, there was a kind of monk who couldn’t count the nails, the sadness of knowing autumn comes into being. The autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cool, the plants are swaying and exposed to frost. The autumn wind, autumn color, autumn meaning, the solemnity, coldness and loneliness don’t let many literati and scholars from ancient to modern feel sad, how could it prevent the birth of many works of splashing ink in this poetic season. Carefully bypassing the fallen leaves on the road, for fear of accidentally breaking the sad and bitter dreams one by one. Maybe they are waiting for the edge of a gust of wind at this moment, chasing the waves with the wind to find their own home. Or maybe turning into soil in their subconsciousness is the realm they want to pursue most. You can see those leaves which were waiting for the branches firmly, hanging tightly on the branches despite the wind and rain. They were still stationed stubbornly at the end of their lives, just for sticking to a belief and a hope. Human life is not like this leaf, from the tender green young teeth to the development of channels and collaterals, and then it turns into pale yellow autumn leaves in this autumn frost. In the autumn of life, along the way, we tasted the bitterness of pain, helplessness, hardship, frustration, frustration and bitterness; We gained the heavy weight of friendship, love, wisdom, experience, knowledge and faith; I have understood the true meaning of indifference, plainness, low profile, indifference, tranquility and generosity. In the autumn of life, there are more mature, steady, generous, tolerant and calm people. They no longer expect to be successful. They are high-ranking officials, rich and wealthy, and all-powerful. Although life is very short, they must really live a wonderful life, living value and meaning is the real life without regret, just like this piece of insignificant leaves, because after all, it has been glorious, brought green hope to people, after all, it has been dedicated silently, in order to foil the lush green trees and wait for the expectation in my heart, I would rather be scattered into dust, just for a love dream that can snuggle together and never separate. The wind of Autumn blows on my body, which is pleasant and light, listening quietly to its lingering whispers when I am in love with each other, and touching gently. Strolling in autumn, let the cool and soft breeze gently comb the troubled thoughts, and those troubles and sorrows once drifted away with the wind without a trace. Autumn Wind, autumn rain, sorrow, people at this time, of course, have no trace to find. I like autumn and the smell of autumn. The coldness, calmness, loneliness, desolation and simplicity of autumn are the real state of life experience, while the seclusion, emptiness and depth of autumn are a kind of open-minded life without competition with the world, shining in the bright moon and pine sky, the upper stream of Qingquan Stone makes people feel the carefree mood. Bathing in the warmth of early autumn, the sunshine of autumn shines on my body, and a sense of relief encompasses my heart. Life is the reincarnation of spring, summer, autumn and winter. There is no need to feel sad, sigh or complain. Life is just a journey. Laughing at difficulties and twists, wind and snow, and having confidence and indifference makes tired heart become peaceful and quiet in this quiet autumn scenery. Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Hurry

Temporarily, I decided to go home for the holidays. In a hurry, I only brought a few pieces to change clothes. When it was just dawn in the morning, my husband and I set foot on the highway to Shandong. After several days of autumn rain, the weather was cold. Maybe it was early and there were very few vehicles on the road. My husband drove the car very fast. Occasionally, a little drizzle fell on the glass in front of the car and was quickly scraped to one side by the wiper, then it slips to the ground unwillingly. The mood also surged with the rain, sometimes excited for going home, sometimes worried about the journey. The car was so fast that we didn’t care about overspeed. Fine was a matter of the future. Today’s goal was to hurry up and enter the Hebei area. When the rain stopped and we saw the sun, we felt much brighter. Turn on the music, classic old songs are fluttering with rhythm all the way. Because of the eagerness to return, I didn’t feel that the long-distance journey of Lawton arrived home. Far away, my mother-in-law stood at the mouth of hutong. Dressed up to welcome us, she was very excited when she learned that we were going home for the festival, so she talked to everyone. Neighbors accompanied her and stood together to welcome us. She got off the bus and saw her grandson didn’t come back, A little bit of loss, hearing the laughter and laughter of our mutual blessing and greetings, made her unhappy in a flash, holding his son’s hand, looking at his daughter-in-law’s face, laughing and laughing, the third grandma, the neighbor with white hair, also came after hearing the news and said jokingly, “this wife is more watery than a few years ago, and the air outside is better. The water and soil in our North depression cannot support others! It made people all over the hutong laugh. It was not easy to go home. Every old man had to walk around. Without saying a few words, he hurried to his father’s place. As soon as he entered the factory door, his old figure came into view, he also saw my car the first time, wondering: Didn’t you say you won’t come back this year? I explained that there was something wrong with going home, so I took my father’s hand and sat beside him. My father took a teapot and poured water for me, happily looking like a child, the radio around me played that I couldn’t understand Beijing opera, so I turned it off for him to concentrate on his daily life. My father was inarticulate and looked a little serious because he had been a village cadre for many years. He was a little afraid of him when he was young, he stayed at a respectful distance from him. Now he has grown up. Looking at the old man with white hair in front of him, he is not as wise as that year, nor as wise as that year. He just smiled and looked at her daughter, delighted, appreciating, tears oozed from the corners of my eyes, and suddenly I felt that I had never been unfamiliar with my old father. The person who gave me life in front of me grew old in front of the years. What I could do, it is to hold every minute of his life tightly, to give him care, to give him warmth, and to let him enjoy the world. Another purpose of this trip was to hand over the keys to the house bought in the city. Because the householder had to sign, he had no choice but to say goodbye to the old man in a hurry. He rushed to the city that afternoon. After the handover, the dinner time arrived, we met with brothers and sisters-in-law who came from all directions in a hurry and had a rare reunion Mid-Autumn Festival. The dining table was full of rich wine and vegetables. The family met again after a long separation. They had no time to eat and said warm words, it resounded through the room all the time. The waitress was envious of us when she saw us happy. To be honest, we were proud of ourselves. Our brothers were scattered all over the world. It was not easy to get together once,, we will still eliminate all kinds of difficulties and get together timely to let the children know that there are relatives of their blood in distant places. The schedule is tight. The whole day, the size of the House, floor, wallpaper, decoration team, kitchen supplies, toilet supplies, sofa TV in the living room, etc. are all determined one by one, A meaningful Mid-Autumn Festival, in the drizzle, accompanied by family members, finished happily and fully, hurriedly, and set foot on the journey back to Shanxi. Crossing viaducts, passing long tunnels, driving on the road, coming and going in a hurry, taking running and running as a kind of happiness, happiness is everywhere! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

And one

I haven’t submitted a manuscript for a long time, and I feel that the editor can’t see it, I feel depressed, and I don’t have confidence. Yesterday, I looked at the article on the supplement of Lubei Evening News and suddenly saw one of my articles on it again. I was very happy, but I was not as excited as before. A large part of my writing is to relieve my depression. I never dare to expect my works to be published. In this way, I even wrote more than 60 million words. The encouragement of my good friend made me a little eager to try. It was just a try to submit articles in Lubei evening news, but I didn’t expect to publish several articles. I once had such a dream, and I dreamed that my works would be printed into typeface. At that time, I felt that the person who could publish articles must be great, and I always had a respect in my heart. Several of my friends are very good at writing and envy them very much. I know that writing requires diligence and hard work, but it requires more talent. I don’t have the talent in this field, just like it. When people live, they always have to have some spiritual pursuit, so that they will not be too tired. Tired, depressed, bored, empty, just throw a few words, Heart will become steadfast. I am a very lazy person, who is careless and reasonable in life. Writing is also very casual. If you want to write, just write. In fact, I am had a lot of time, but I wasted a lot of time. Sometimes, I wonder whether I have gone through so many hardships of life and lost my passion for life? Children laughed, cried and played. Life is very real and realistic. Looking at my two babies, what else can I say? They asked me to re-examine my own value: for them, I am important. For them, I have to live well. I think I still need to tap the voice of my heart on the keyboard, which is an explanation of my life and that of my children. Like (prose editor: Rain dancing alone) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Old Wall

I remember that in a celebrity interview column, the journalist interviewed Yu Qiuyu, a famous cultural scholar. On the scene of the program, the reporter showed the following picture: in front of the shaking scene, Mr. Yu Qiuyu’s former residence gradually became clear from faint. Finally, the scene was fixed on a wall, that was not an ordinary wall. On the wall which had gone through the vicissitudes of wind and rain, two words, though vague, could still be distinguished clearly: autumn rain. The word autumn rain goes through time and space, lengthens our memory and brings us back to the past. These two words were written by Mr. Yu Qiuyu himself with charcoal when he was a child. They were skew but powerful. But at this moment, the earth wall, as the carrier of Mr. Yu Qiuyu’s unforgettable years, made the people on the scene deeply touched that the earth wall penetrated through the wind, Frost, rain and snow, leaving mottled memories. I think it is also a background wall, reflecting the mental journey of an ignorant teenager in the past time. Perhaps, Mr. Yu Qiuyu, like each of us in his childhood, was full of curiosity and speculation about the outside world. He is eager to walk out of the village where he lives and go far away. However, when he wrote the word Qiu Yu with his hand, he never thought that decades later, the simple two words would appear in front of him again, which would make people more imaginative, reveries add endless. Indeed, we really want to thank that old wall which is old but still tenacious. It is the witness of a period of history and how many wonderful dreams it has bred! Wall, the wall in real life, is not strange to us. In life, there are solid walls which connect the courtyards around and play a protective role. Such as earth wall, brick wall, fence wall, city wall, etc. What is the most intuitive feeling they bring us? In front of the sudden eyes, the partition is blocked, and the depression is depressing. Some walls, after years of corrosion, did not fall down; Some walls, which could not withstand the wind and rain, collapsed and razed to the ground; Some walls, only the dilapidated walls, which made people feel sad. When we ordinary people build a wall with hard hands and sweat, it means we have more constraints and safety in our hearts. This is the simplest idea. Of course, from another perspective, when we understand the towering wall from the spiritual level, the solid wall may be endowed with more connotations of cultural thoughts. As mentioned above, the Wall deep in Mr. Yu Qiuyu’s heart is engraved not only his own name, but also the hope and dream of a young man in that hard time. And this, I think, is enough to support the commanding height of his belief, making him go far away and further and further. Coincidentally, Gu Mingda, the vice president of Capital academy of calligraphy and painting, who was awarded the honorary title of meritorious painter by the Ministry of Human Resources, loved painting when he was young. When the reporter interviewed him, he broke the peeling adobe wall in his home, he also captured the fragments of his childhood life: on the wall, the painting traces of Gu Mingda in his childhood can be faintly seen. In Gu Mingda’s own words, when he chose painting, his family didn’t agree at first, but the earth wall was the place where his childhood dream was bred. Gu Mingda chose painting, which became an important part of his life until he walked out of the courtyard surrounded by earth walls and walked towards the vast painting world. Yes, our society is constantly undergoing profound changes. The villages we used to be familiar with and all kinds of walls in the villages we could not be familiar with, especially some old walls with a long history, are gradually fading out of our vision. Instead, there are some smooth cement walls and glittering porcelain walls matching with high-rise villas. The only thing that deserves our memory and nostalgia, and what is worth our treasure is that kind of old wall complex that will never grow old, and that kind of old wall complex that can always stretch across our hearts and breed dreams, and the old wall of childhood that can rise to the spiritual level! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

I had a beautiful meal

When you step into the famous Linxia land called Chinese wheat Plus, you will certainly be attracted by the strong local folk custom, and the most memorable thing is the slurry water surface. Pulp water surface, commonly known locally as GA sour rice, is a kind of food culture popular among the folk in Gansu, while the pulp water surface in Linxia has a special flavor. Slurry water is to use local fresh vegetables such as fresh cabbage, Lotus and so on. The best is the local fresh clover, cut it and wash it, pour it into the pot and fry it with cold water, scoop it into the jar, add some old slurry water as the lead, then wrap it around the jar with cotton to make it not leak hot air, and it will be brewed after three days of fermentation. When making the slurry water surface, first add two bowls of slurry water into the boiling pot and mix them together as appropriate. After boiling, pull the noodles and boil them well, or separate the slurry water and the dough and cook them in the pot, and then use clear oil to fry the green onion, mix it into the pot and sprinkle some cilanthus, then you can eat it. It tastes sour and fragrant on the surface of the slurry. It is better to eat a bowl especially after drinking. It can relieve alcohol and refresh brain and help digestion; If you are tired of meat with strong oil taste, you will have a great appetite once you eat it. In addition, the local people also eat slurry vegetables as cool dishes in summer, which can remove heat and relieve summer heat. Linxia people often treat their relatives and friends in the water, and the hospitable hosts are the Hui nationality and Dongxiang nationality. When you walk into the farmhouse courtyard, the enthusiastic host will hug you on the kang, put you on the kang table, present a bowl of three batteries, boil water of peony flowers, and serve delicious fried pancakes, let you chat while eating, and then serve a plate of cooked large beef and mutton, or a plate of steaming cooked chicken; When you eat greasy, then serve a bowl of slurry water, add more oil to splash red chili pepper, taste it, and immediately the taste is sour and spicy, and there is no greasy smell. If you are interested in it, you may as well go to Linxia to have a taste and have a taste, and experience the original taste of food culture in person! Like (prose editor: Ke Er) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

New Year Ball

I have been a junior, but I have never been to the dance hall of the school. There are two reasons. One is that I have a bad sense of music. Three steps and four steps sound the same. Secondly, compared with my schoolmates who are beautiful and graceful, I am afraid that I will walk into the ballroom and become a wallflower. However, when the New Year bell was about to ring, this convention was broken. Swallow, the president of the student union, had to sweep some dance blindness. Unfortunately, I became the first one to sweep. After a week of intensive training in the dormitory, all dancing blind will appear at the New Year ball tonight. All day long, my heart was like a small drum. After dinner, I dressed up and walked into the ballroom surrounded by five roommates. As soon as I entered the ballroom, my eyes were stunned by the colorful lights, as if Cinderella came to the royal ball, I am was so scared. I knew that I was not as beautiful as Cinderella, so I found a corner to stand, looking at the flashing lights and the shaking crowd. I felt that I seemed to be in a dream. The dance music rang, and a boy came to me. In the dim light, he seemed to be riding on a tall white horse. He made a gesture of invitation, and my heart was pounding. I stood up and walked into the dance floor with him. I thought in my heart: he stepped on his left foot, and I stepped on my right foot …… however, my feet didn’t listen to the order, he was so nervous that even his palm was sweating. He turned his face aside and smiled at me. It was the first time to dance. It was just like walking at ordinary times to relax. I entered and retreated. My heart was a little relaxed, and I was dancing with the music. Suddenly, he put his hand on my waist tightly, and my body earned instinctively. At this moment, a couple of dancing partners were spinning towards us, I staggered and just stood firm, with a sharp pain on my feet. A pointed heel stepped on my feet like a wooden nail. You are not hurt, sorry, the girl who was spinning said apologetically. Nothing. I pretended to smile with extreme pain. My roommates gathered around and said, walking for a while to see if there was any injury. I took a few steps, which was OK. When I was just about to ask the Swallow for leave and retire, the second dance music rang. The Swallow gave me an order and took me into the dance pool. How could she bring me with a weak figure? After a song, she shouted, “Oh my God, I’m so tired, buddy, take her for me. When my roommates were looking at each other in a dilemma, please, a boy in a white shirt stretched out his hand to me. He danced skillfully and smartly, just like flowing clouds. While I admired him from the bottom of my heart, I couldn’t help following him. In the melodious music, the dance gradually became light and free, the fact is so strange. Once you do something hard, the problem will always be solved easily. After the song, I had mastered the basic dance steps. I smiled at him and he made an OK gesture. As soon as the next music was played, I took the initiative to send him an invitation. He walked into the dance floor with me with a smile, and the feeling was different when he found it, I was very happy in the music flowing like spring water, the white ruffle skirt was waving, spinning and floating …… from then on, I walked out of the shell of my heart, I signed up for the national standard dance competition in the department and karaoke competition in the school. Flowers and applause gradually appeared around me, and life was presented in front of me with a brand-new attitude, thanks to that New Year’s ball. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

His new family

In the late spring of May, the breath of spring has disappeared. The spring love is only the pear flower is thin, and it should be the infinite sorrow for the passing of the spring flowers, but I don’t want to find any reason to hurt the spring feelings any more. I vaguely remember today in the Millennium dragon year. I prepared to go back to my hometown to teach from a normal school, but I had no home to go back to my stepmother. The accidental casualties on the eve of my graduation hit my originally broken home again. The pain of father’s losing his wife twice in just five years is beyond any ordinary people’s imagination. He sold all his belongings and went south in his forties. I lived in a public house in the unit, and we lived our own lives. My father had hoped to find another glory of his career in the bustling metropolis, but the ups and downs of life were all uncertain. Due to various reasons, my father finally failed to surpass his career, it should have been 12 years. During the past 12 years, my father had been living in an unsettled place, and he really felt wandering and helpless. As a son, I felt sorry for him from the bottom of my heart. My father went south to the business Sea, and I set foot on the road of teaching and educating people on the same day of the same year. It has been 12 years since May in 2019! Twelve years, say long or short, say short or short, how many twelve years of life can be squander? People all say that 12 years is a cycle in life. Although his father did not welcome the vitality of his career, his father, who had already known the year of destiny, finally welcomed another spring in his life and his father had his own new house. In fact, this is what makes us children happier. Although my father had the honor to get acquainted with my second stepmother several years ago, he had never had a new house of his own, and a house without a house and a house without a partner could not be regarded as a complete home. My father’s new house was four opposite bungalows, which were not big but quiet; There was also a clean yard covered with cement floor. Looking at these four small rooms, I felt very steadfast and calm in my heart, and I had untold happiness for my father from the bottom of my heart! On the day when the new house was settled, my father invited my son and me to go home, and my parents-in-law. I sincerely hope that all parents in the world can live a happy and happy old age! Like (prose editor: Ke Er) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…